Dani felt Bull shift against her head and opened her eyes slowly. She was stiff and sore from sleeping in the same position but she was reluctant to move. It only took a moment to realize if she did, then she would disturb Bull and he needed his sleep as much as she had. Her last waking memory was Bull bringing her out here, settling her back beside him on this lumpy old couch, and stroking her hair until she felt the stress and tension of the night fade from her body, and mind.
Now it all came back, but she ignored it. This was not the time to give in to the fear and disgust she had felt toward Nick, or the fear that had overwhelmed her when she saw Sheriff Sheridan putting his infamous choke hold on Bull to keep him from killing Nick. She had watched Bull fight it and the more he fought the more the sheriff had applied it, but then it had been over and Bull was coming to her, pulling her close, kissing her. Not just kissing her, but doing it in front of her brothers, and cousins.
A spring was poking her side and she shifted just enough to remove it, unfortunately, it was also just enough to wake Bull, and she sighed. "Sorry, a spring..." She glanced up at him.
He gave her a sleepy smile and ran one huge hand up over his face. "No problem, any idea what time it is?"
She glanced toward the window; the sun was up and from what she could see it was middle to late morning. "It's not noon yet, I don't hear anyone running around outside." Next week it would be a different matter, her dad, Tom and Zach would be back at work at the repair shop in town. They always took this week off to get ready for her birthday and just unwind after the long winter down time. "Should I move?"
He shook his head. "Not yet, I like us lying like this, it would help if this wasn't so broken down, but still..." When he shifted she was laying half on top of him. "That's better..."
Yes it was, very much better, she could feel his heart beating against her hand, and her face was against his shoulder. Her left leg was lying a little between his, and she smiled as she realized she could also feel more of him than usual. Like most of the men she knew, he was suffering from an early morning erection and it felt very good. That was probably one thing she had an advantage over other girls her age, she had learned sex education in both school and at home, having parents who were both very loving and very sexually active, as well as having five older brothers, there was little about the human male body that she didn't know, or hadn't seen at one time or another in her life, either by accident or on purpose. She also knew from eavesdropping on conversations between her various female relations that the men of the Lazarus family were quite well endowed. At least that was what her mom had told her aunt Rachel and a few of her older cousins.
Personally, those that she had seen by accident or intentionally hadn't really seemed all that worth bragging about. And Sue had told her that it had nothing what so ever to do with size but if a man knew how to use it right. "Big or little, if he can't do you any good, what good is he?"
She could still remember playing the old, "You show me yours and I'll show you mine" game with her cousin Patrick. She had been seven, and he a much more mature man of seven and a half, or eight. Or so he thought until his dad and hers had caught them and they had both ran crying in pain to the house after being paddled. Her mom and aunt Louise had wiped their tears, hugged them and in voices she could still hear to this day, that if they ever got caught doing something like that again they would not only have their fathers, but their mothers and older siblings to deal with as well. To this day both she and Patrick had avoided each other completely. At least until last summer when he joined the Marines like his dad and uncle and gone to fight in some stupid war somewhere in the Middle East.
Bull was stroking her hair again and she heard his voice, "A penny for your thoughts."
"Just thinking about my cousin Patrick, he's in the middle east. This is the first time we've missed each other's birthdays. I was remembering how we got in trouble for playing you show me yours, I'll show you mine when we were younger. I don't know who was more upset, our dad's or our mom's."
"That's normal for kids, and for parents. I think in my case it was my cousin Celia. Dad and Uncle Paul were so busy trying not to laugh that our punishment was not what it could have been."
"Why were they laughing?"
"Because it was our butts we were comparing, not the front part, we wanted to see whose was smaller, I won. I never did stop calling her big butt up to the day I left home."
"That's mean..."
He chuckled. "We were kids, we both grew up in very open homes, we knew what each of us had between our legs, and we just didn't know what the other side looked like."
Putting it that way, Dani could see the humor. "Will you go home Bull, ever?"
"Eventually, I'm a part of the land down there Dani, it's in my blood, and I can't change that, but I will tell you this, when I go, you will be going with me. I found you now; I am not letting you go."
"I hope not..."
He looked at her with a fire in his eyes that seared her all the way to her soul; he reached down, and like a doll brought her up on top of him. She still didn't understand how he could pick her up and all; no one in her family had done that since she had hit two hundred pounds even her junior year in school. Bull acted like she weighed little more Andi or Pigpen might. Still, she found no reason to complain, she especially liked it when he picked her up like he had last night, and she had wrapped her legs around him. That had sent what felt like electric charging through her, her body had reacted and it was repeating that sensation now. She moved her body just a little and found what she had been looking for, as they connected, she sighed. His erection was laying directly as if it were attached to both of them.
She heard his chuckle and knew he liked it too. "I wondered if you had felt that..."
"How could I miss, it feels like you have a tree branch in there. Are all the men in your family so big and beautiful...?"
"We're like any family, we come in all shapes and sizes...my brother Jorge was my height when he was sixteen, I don't think he'd be as broad as me, he's more like our mother, and Andre', he hadn't come into his manhood yet, but we share the same hair and eyes. Jorge is darker than us, his skin tone is more like coffee with cream, and his hair is black as night like his eyes. Andre on the other hand is more golden, I remember people who didn't know us were shocked to find out we were brothers. My oldest sister Bella is the one who is most like our granny Maylene. She's almost as black as the darkest night everywhere, and I remember when I was little I loved how her hair felt like the softest wool I had ever touched. It never mattered to any of us how we all looked so different, we were and are family, and that is that..."
